Mysterious creature sightings

Fortunately, the Special Adjustment Office already had a treatment plan for neurotoxins. After two hours of rescue, Ling Jiangyue's condition gradually stabilized.

Lin Zheng checked her respirator one last time, leaned over and kissed her cheek, which had cooled down. He walked out of the Zone II laboratory and found a place to rest.

His face looked tired, and his head drooped deeply after he sat down. The muscles on both sides of his shoulders stretched, and his bones made a cracking sound when he turned his head.

Jiang Yuxing yawned as he passed by, gave him an apple that had been stored for who knows how many days, and said, "Sister Jia is calling you. She found something wrong there. I told her that Jiang Yue's condition has stabilized."

"Yeah." He was not in the mood to talk.

He has been running around at high intensity since the birthday party. Many things happened before he could react. He had to deal with them urgently before he could think clearly. There are still many things on his mind. For example, he didn't get enough rest after a severe cold, and his body became turbid. dirty water.

After taking two bites of the apple, he calmed down a little and called Lin Jia back.

"What did you find?" he asked briefly.

"Kyle is dead. He was shot in the head and died in a miserable way." Her voice didn't sound miserable, but rather relaxed.

"What about the rest?"

"He is also dead, but the cause of death is different. The man codenamed Thorn in the Bureau, Edward Lawrence, had a gunshot wound that was not fatal. The main cause of death was a mutated fungal infection. But there is a problem-"

"what?"

"Do you know where to aim when you shoot?"

"Those who can see it know, but those who can't see it can only guess which part it is. The dust is too heavy. What's wrong?" He stopped eating the apple.

Lin Jia took a breath: "I thought the energy center Jiang Yue mentioned was the heart, but it turned out to be the eyes. Everyone who was shot had a shot in the eye, causing the brain to rupture."

"However, Edward's brain was infected by a mutated fungus, which saved his life. He died from the fruiting body's breakout ten minutes ago."

Lin Zheng was inexplicably relieved: "For most animals, only the heart and eyes are the main thermal imaging points under the infrared imager. It is not wrong to shoot the eyes."

He didn't think there was a problem. Ling Jiangyue just relied on his special vision system to aim at the energy center he thought he had. He didn't shoot Kyle's head purposefully after precise calculations.

"I know." Of course Lin Jia knew that eyes are also thermal imaging points.

"It's just that everyone was shot in the eye, and several eyeless corpses were lying in front of me. They really looked like the same perverted murderer committing serial crimes. And the mutated fungus is parasitic on the eyes. It's such a coincidence. .”

Lin Zheng frowned at her statement: "Then what do you think?"

"I don't have any ideas, I'm just raising my questions. Maybe Kyle died a little hastily, so I can't help but think more about it. In my expectation, he should have been with us until he was sixty or seventy years old, until he was killed by a very dangerous prehistoric... The creature will bite back and kill him."

"Instead of being shot dead by us?" Lin Zheng said calmly, "Don't fall into the paradox of what should and shouldn't be. The fact is that we had an open conflict with the illegal organization by rescuing Jiang Yue. Kyle is indeed dead."

"There was a day when you advised me not to think too much." Lin Jia said with a smile.

"Thinking too much when you are not clear-headed will only be a burden." Lin Zheng put down the apple that he couldn't eat, and scraped his brow bone with his knuckles to make himself more awake.

Then he asked: "Kyle and Edward are both dead, is there anyone left in the institute?"

"Yes, but they all seem to be parasitized by mutated fungi. We are still doing tests." Lin Jia seemed to have entered the underground passage, and her voice became dull: "Something must have happened in the institute. Someone rolled up some files in advance. He ran away, and it was as chaotic as a typhoon passing through."

She also said: "Can you imagine, the grafted bodies of monkeys and pigs were soaked in a holding box and placed in the first row of the underground passage, and the seconded members of the Special Case Section scolded us for being perverts in biological research? .”

Lin Zheng was noncommittal about this evaluation and asked her: "What do you think happened to them?"

Lin Jia: "Maybe it's internal strife? Although it's inappropriate to think so - Kyle is a lunatic who doesn't treat people as human beings. What comes out of his laboratory are basically corpses - but Jiang Yue and Ling Jiang Yu just ran out. Apart from Kyle and the others having internal problems, I can't think of any other reason."

"I'm going to ask Ling Jiangyu." Lin Zheng picked up his coat and stood up, preparing to go to the building on the ground to find someone.

When walking through the containment area, his cautious attitude still led him to make one more arrangement: "Send back the information from the institute, and then let the people from the Human Science Department extract information from the occipital lobe and hippocampus areas of several corpses. "

Although "determining the last picture seen by the deceased by restoring the retinal image of the deceased" is false science, the image storage area can still reflect a little bit of information before death through scientific methods such as gamma oscillation.

But Lin Jia said: "Their occipital lobes were all rotten, and the bullet entered through the eyes and penetrated the back of the head, otherwise Kyle would not have died so simply."

Lin Zheng stopped, frowned and asked, "Is everyone like this?"

"Edward is not, but his brain has become a swimming pool of fungal spores. I am afraid that when I open it, it will be like an orange that has grown moldy for half a month, and the spores will hit me in the face."

He was silent for a while, then walked forward again, entered the elevator and said, "Forget it then. Let's do a more detailed autopsy."

Lin Jia: "Okay."

After getting to the ground building, Lin Zheng found Ling Jiangyu in the waiting area.

He was leaning against the window at the end of the corridor, smoking. His suit had been thrown away, and his white shirt was torn and wrinkled. He was no longer as dignified and handsome as he was a day ago.

Several cigarette butts were extinguished in the gel tray on the ash column, and smoke hung on his fingertips. He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Hearing the footsteps, Ling Jiangyu turned his head and glanced. When he found out it was him, he immediately crushed the cigarette butt into the gel tray, stood up quickly and asked: "Jiang Yue, what's wrong...ahem! How is it?"

He smoked too much and his voice was hoarse. He coughed twice in the middle of speaking.

Lin Zheng: "The situation has stabilized and I'm still resting. I can only visit him if his physical condition is stable in three hours."

Ling Jiangyu's tense shoulders relaxed: "That's good, that's good..."

"I want to ask you something." Lin Zheng raised his hand and motioned for him to go and talk on the other side.

"Clean up after yourself by the way. It's best not to smell like smoke when visiting. It will put a burden on her respiratory system."

"Well, thank you." Ling Jiangyu knew what the special investigation office wanted to ask.

In the past few hours, he has reviewed his speaking skills over and over again, treating it like a contract in the business field, constantly finding loopholes and improving them.

So when Lin Zheng asked him what happened in the D.M. Research Institute, he answered calmly and skillfully:

"Those people had internal strife. It seems that the buyer of some fungus changed the way the rewards are distributed. They distributed it unevenly, and a fat man with a beard even fired a gun."